Murda Beatz - Drop Out Lyrics

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Imma
Imma
Imma , thirty a key
Your bitch keep on flirting with me


Drop out, yeah
Drop top, yeah
Hop out, yeah
Pop out, yeah
Rolling dice, yeah, yeah
Foreign whip, likeyeah
Take your bitch, yeah, yeah
Taking trips, yeah, yeah
Drop out, yeah
Drop top, yeah
Hop out, yeah
Pop out, yeah
Rolling dice, yeah, yeah
, yeah
Take your bitch, yeah, yeah
Taking trips, yeah, yeah


You know I already told 'ya
the soldier
She want to come through and pour up
Pour a little
Keep the bag on check
Can't let 'em my bag
Gucci at your neck
Gucci on my rack

Smoking on
Shorty pull up in
Bet she gone call me the
Do this for all of my people

Someone else please transcribe, I'm tired and will continue tomorrow
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